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  • The previous two days brought the weather. Fog gave way to clouds, gave way to rain, and rain to thunderstorm. It all abated in the early hours this morning. The rising sun chased out all the fat, low hanging clouds from the sky. Now a layer of flocculent, cirrocumulus clouds floats high above; it’ll be

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  • This is a session I recently played in a solo journaling RPG called “The Last Tea Shop” in which you run a tea shop that travelers visit between life and death. The shop is made of stone with fine woodwork over the windows. Yellow paper lanterns swirl in the wind over the front porch. Ivy

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  • Some years ago now, I ran a few games of Delta Green for the guys I work with, and still have the notes lying around the house. When my current GM said he was going on vacation, I volunteered to run the remaining players through the Delta Green game. I transferred my notes to LaTeX,

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  • Urban Roleplaying: Engaging Town Sessions

    Statement of my problem In my years of roleplaying, never have I broken into some poor villager’s house and looked for his stash of gold coins. In a video game, sure, but I’ve never even seen that level of murderhobo-ery around a table with real people. Why then do old modules have the life story

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  • To learn the Shadowdark RPG system, I used the random tables in the rulebook to create a village, buildings, NPCs, and other points of interest. A half-orc named Zara in the Drunken Eel tavern told the group of her brother Kroll, imprisoned below the town hall for blackmailing the leader of the artisan’s guild. She

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  • 95 Peak

    I am trying to work through Ursula Le Guin’s book on how to write called Steering the Craft. Exercise 1 in the book is about the sound of language. Storytelling is rooted in spoken language, and so good writing, good storytelling, also has rhythm and musicality. I will repeat this exercise again (and try to

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  • Heaven

    Where do they go The people in pictures?  And how many years has it been? Ten? Already? It feels like only yesterday We may look a little older It’s a shame we never made it back to visit Now she’ll be watching down on us From where it is they go

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  • Trees are people too

    Trees are people too If you don’t believe me, try writing down a secret while one of them reads over your shoulder Tell me you don’t hear them breathing or that their black shadows don’t march down the sidewalk Their underground networks predate our trains and cities and even the internet How can you not

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  • I know the internet isn’t a real place and all, but I was scheduled to play a table top role playing game online today with some people from a Discord server. My profile pic on Discord has been the German antifa flag for the last 7 or 8 years, I don’t even think about it

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  • Cliche

    Cliche

    A poem about a relationship that almost ended in a motorcycle accident. You know, ever since then I’ve been almost too scared to ride a motorcycle. Almost #poem #poetry #love

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